Take a bite of the godly male protagonist, ugh! Love Brain Eat

Not as polite as usual, this is another side of her that shows when treating her own people.

Yan Yan did not avoid her teasing look and answered her last sentence: "I asked Chang Xing for some cooking methods to make the medicinal food."

Fu Yuan was indeed surprised to learn that Yan Yan had prepared all three meals for her during those days.

After all, she really couldn't imagine that the handsome man in front of her would one day quit his job and become a cook.

"I didn't know you could cook." Fu Yuan praised him sincerely, "You really have a lot of skills."

"I didn't know how to do it before." Yan Yan said, "I just learned it recently."

Fu Yuan suddenly sighed that comparing oneself with others is really frustrating.

Some people are still kitchen killers after more than ten years, while others can rival restaurant chefs after just a few days.

Alas, she is indeed a useless little thing who only knows how to eat.

Half an hour later, all the dishes were served, and dozens of bowls and plates filled the two tables.

Fu Yuan couldn't help but exclaimed: "There are so many, how can the two of us finish it?"

"Just eat as much as you can, nothing will be wasted." Yan Yan chuckled, "The leftovers will be packed up and given to some scavenging elderly people around here."

Normally, a dish in the restaurant would cost at least three figures, which they could not afford, but Mo Changxing would give those people some of the food that had not been touched by other guests.

The elderly would often throw away the garbage in front of the restaurant and then clean the floor.

This is what Mo Changxing said. If you want to eat, you have to work, so this is not alms to them, but the reward they deserve for their labor.

"Come to think of it, this little ice cube is quite kind." Fu Yuan took a bite of the boiled pork slices and thought that his cooking skills were indeed very good. "Except for speaking directly, there seems to be nothing wrong with him."

"There are many types of personality disorders, and even family members who spend every day with the patient may not be able to detect it, because some patients do not have any extreme language or behavior, and are very good at disguising themselves."

Seeing that she was listening carefully, Yan Yan continued, "These are all mental illnesses. Some are similar to Chang Xing, with paranoid and obsessive personalities, but they don't have much impact on themselves or others. Some are more extreme, like some vicious criminals. Most of them have antisocial personalities, are manic and irritable, like to fantasize, don't have normal people's emotions and empathy, and like to satisfy their own pleasure by hurting others."

The man's voice is very pleasant and appetizing.

While he was talking, Fu Yuan had already tasted all the dozen or so dishes in front of him.

A meatball was suddenly scooped into Yan Yan's bowl, and he was startled.

"This is delicious." Fu Yuan nodded at him, "It's not spicy, you try it."

Yan Yan has always had a light diet, but today's dishes are all shiny and delicious, making people's appetites grow. They are so delicious that they can make you eat two bowls of rice.

It was made specially for Fu Yuan.

The girl opposite was still staring at him expectantly, her eyes full of "It's really delicious, I'm not lying to you."

Yan Yan finally picked it up, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

The meatballs are made of chicken and covered with a secret sauce. They are very tender and delicious.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Yan Yan finished the meatball, which was as big as a child's fist.

Fu Yuan smiled, then used a serving chopstick to pick up a few non-spicy dishes for him. He cooperated very well and ate them all.

So good.

It was just eight o'clock when we finished our meal.

Fu Yuan was a little full and didn't want to take a car. It wasn't far to walk back, so Yan Yan accompanied her for a walk to help digest the food.

The two did not walk side by side. Fu Yuan walked in front, and Yan Yan was always one step behind her.

The person in front suddenly stopped, and Yan Yan stopped as well.

"Why are you walking behind me?" Fu Yuan looked back at him and said jokingly, "Are you trying to sneak attack me?"

Yan Yan stood there, always looking at her with gentle eyes.

Maybe it was because Fu Yuan had very little contact with him in the past, so she always ignored the way his gaze on her was different from that on others.

"I think this distance will make you feel more comfortable."

A psychologist's observation skills are always exceptionally sharp.

He said: "You are probably not someone who is used to being touched at close range."

Although she always had a smiling face, Yan Yan had known her for six years, and only in the past month or so had she been the most uninhibited and natural in front of him.

"Are you someone who is used to being in close contact?" Fu Yuan walked back a few steps and looked at him face to face.

"No."

Yan Yan slightly lowered his eyes, looking at him closely from this angle, he looked even more compassionate, like a god or Buddha with lowered eyebrows and eyes: "I will share it with you."

For example, Shang Jing and his friends grew up together, so they are naturally close to each other.

For example, Fu Yuan.

Thanks to Crescent Mountain’s life-saving grace, he no longer has to suffer the pain of rainy days for six years. Now his eyes have been completely healed and he no longer has difficulty seeing.

It can be said that Fu Yuan was the person who changed his destiny.

"I also distinguish between people." After a long time, the girl said this. She took another small step forward, and the two of them were closer, only half a palm away.

Her eyebrows were curved, and her voice was obedient and sweet: "But you are an exception."

Clearly, some time ago, he was still doubting whether the other party hated him, but now she told him seriously: "Yan Yan is a very important person."

Somewhere in my heart, it seemed like something was breaking the ice and sprouting.

In fact, it started a long time ago.

The feeling was strange and uncomfortable, and he tried to control it but failed.

The plants have dense roots in the ground. If you want to completely remove them, you will not only need to spend a lot of effort, but if you are not careful, you will end up with a bloody mess and broken into pieces.

But she took the initiative to take a step forward, and Yan Yan felt more confident.

He looked at the girl's clear and lively almond-shaped eyes and asked her politely in a pleading tone: "Then, can we meet often in the future?"

Can you appear by my side even if I don't look for you on purpose?

"Of course you can." Fu Yuan raised her hand and touched her nose, "I'm not hiding from you."

At the Ruan family's birthday party, he once said that he felt like someone was avoiding him.

"When you lost your sight in the past two years, to be honest, you were quite cold. Besides, didn't you also dislike the opposite sex getting close to you?"

After all, her family background is there, and her appearance is impeccable. She has attracted many admirers since she was a child. Every time I go to Mo City to see her eyes, I am hit on by all kinds of people.

After that, he became much more distant towards the opposite sex, and over time, news spread that he had been hurt in love and hated women.

After hearing her explanation, Yan Yan was stunned for a moment.

So, was she so distant towards him because of those rumors that he hated the opposite sex?

"Yes." Fu Yuan nodded heavily, with a heavy expression, "I don't want to become someone you hate. There's a saying that distance creates beauty."

Yan Yan: “…” She is such a smart and magical girl.